Tuesday, August 10, 2010

I grew up knowing a homie, and his name was Moyes
and his family consisted of mainly doctors and lawyers.
He was a good boy throughout the whole of grade school,
never talked back, and never cussed like it was cool.
Then came a life changin' post-exam vacation,
which made him cry and suffer from depression.
They say in life, you have to take rough with the smooth.
But I think for his case, the rough made him aloof.
This is the story I dare say it out, cos it came from his parents' mouth.
Moyes was walking along the street on day, on his way home
to his Rich Kid Street bungalow, where he would stay home alone.
When suddenly ,out of the blue, a bootlicker from the school showed up,
he talked and chatted, trying to size the ignorant Moyes up.
You see Moyes was as pure a sheet, and when he was learning bout sex ,he was god damn discreet.
He didn't know that havin' sex was equal to bein' laid, little did he know that coke was cocaine.
The hooded punk offered him some weed, and bein' the guy he was he nervously agreed.
That's it, "BOOM" , his entire life was gone, but he didn't know his decision was wrong.
After that, he made dealings in the city, his parents didn't know cos they were too busy.
Making money was all they ever cared about, they didn't give a damn about Moyes' academic results.
Moyes continued as operating in the darkness of the suburbs, makin' money off party-goers and drunkards.
And by the time his parents found out, he was enslaved by the serpent, unable to come out.
What was a boy whom with God could not be felled, had now become one of Satan's empty shells.
As I said earlier, he was sufferin' from depression, he could not take anymore, the devil's oppression.
For the guy who offered him the weed, he's commited to serve the serpent, until his body would bleed.
So as I make my sign of the cross, this is the story of Another person lost.

Thanks ;D

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